Yang Rui took a bus to Pingjiang, handled the backlog of things at hand, and then went to his parents' dormitory.

Since Comrade Yang Feng was transferred to the Provincial Investment Promotion Bureau, the organization assigned him a dormitory and he also wanted to live in a house, but he had to wait for the distribution. If he had good luck, he could take the turn in just two months. If he was not lucky, it would be possible to wait for three or seven years.

However, the conditions of the Provincial Investment Promotion Bureau are really good. The dormitory is also a unique tube building with a single-family house, with five or six houses on one floor, and a kitchen. The area in the room is 40 to 50 square meters. If there is no common stall, it is considered a larger one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom. The location is not far from the work unit, and it belongs to the center of Pingjiang City, which is a bit of a hustle and quiet place.

If there are 20 or 30 years, such a house will naturally be too behind, and it will not take even twenty years. At most fifteen years, Pingjiang City will demolish the simple buildings and tube buildings that year. The units of the provincial party committee and government even enjoyed the new pattern of having a balcony, a study and a bathroom early.

But in the 1984, simple buildings or tube buildings with incomplete kitchens and bathrooms were all buildings, and it would be very happy that ordinary units could get a house like this. That is, the China Merchants Bureau split it out from the Commercial Bureau and have some financial resources, so they can use the building as a dormitory.

However, people nowadays like this kind of house, but Yang Rui doesn't like it very much.

When he entered the house, he felt that the room was small and crowded, and the furniture he had made in the house was too bulky. After moving in, the room was even more cramped.

"I'll buy you a suite." Yang Rui blurted out and said.

There are some houses that I have just moved into. Rui's mother is busy. When she saw Yang Rui coming, she was planning to make dumplings and smiled and said, "Isn't this house better than an old house? Upstairs and downstairs, there are electric lights and telephones at the door. There are vegetable markets for fish sellers every day, and there are seven or eight kinds of spicy foods for those who sell seasonings. How can the conditions in Xizhaizi Township be comparable?"

Seeing that his mother was very happy, Yang Rui became happy. Compared to being the township party secretary, his father Yang Feng's sense of power must have been reduced, but his living conditions have obviously improved.

The difference between rural areas, towns, cities and central cities is too big. There is still a bit of emotion from Xizhaizi Township to Xixian County. From Xizhaizi Township to Pingjiang, it is a bit of a bone-changing process.

Yang Rui smiled and said, "The old house is a big yard, down-to-earth, and there are trees in the yard, and the area is more than several times larger than this. Besides, in Xizhaizi Township, what can the best house be like? Pingjiang has more choices. Let's find a big house, at least I can have a place to live. Secondly, the house now has no kitchen, so it is not convenient to cook, right?"

His last two words really touched my mother.

Rui's mother thought about it and decided to say, "Then look for a house, don't let your father know that he just arrived at the company and just wanted to do a career. Regardless of whether our mother and mother are alive, I'll ask your second uncle for a question."

My second uncle Duan Rui is the fiber organization minister of Xi County, so he can't help much, but my aunt Song Yan has contacted more people from all over the country in the Nanhu freight section, and Pingjiang's company should be able to contact him.

Yang Rui turned around and whispered: "If you want to say something, the dormitory is not in compliance with the rules now, so my dad doesn't object?"

"There must be a place to live, right? Could it be that we will compete with the young people in the unit? This is what I convinced your father to want. Fortunately, he didn't learn all your grandfather's temperament. Otherwise, if we develop the style, we will have to live in the bungalow below." Rui's mother was always angry when talking about this. There were obviously huge differences in the style of the Yang family and the Duan family, and these differences could not be changed.

Yang Rui was a little funny and said, "In the end, it's not that I didn't promote my style."

"That's because he was worried that I would be transferred to the Construction Committee, and I was afraid that I would ask for a house through the Construction Committee." Rui's mother snorted and praised her threat.

Because it is an organization and dispatch, Ruima’s work is also solved by the provincial government. In this era, all cadres have been dispatched.

Yang Rui said helplessly: "Let's just find a private house to buy a house. I happen to have a lot of money in my hand, and it's enough to buy a building."

"I know you have made money by using technology, so I can't say that, just find a similar one. I have saved some money in the past two years, and it's enough to buy a house." Rui's mother then thought: "It's better to be in front of the provincial government. Life is convenient, and I've also been familiar with the vegetable market..."

In 1984, there was no opening of commercial housing transactions, but private transactions are still available. The typical example is Beijing and Shanghai. Beijing is too big. Some people change jobs or have newly assigned jobs and live far away after they are working. They are too tired every day, so they find people with the same needs to exchange houses with each other. This is a private behavior, at most they are writing a note to finish.

Because Shanghai has a small per capita housing area, some people who make money, some families with wealth, or overseas relations, they will try every means to improve their living environment. In addition, most units lack the conditions to improve their housing, so they have agreed to private housing purchases and sales.

In Pingjiang, buying a house is more like buying a small property house in later generations. Apart from a handwritten contract, there is no more trust.

Such a contract will naturally have no legal effect when it is put into court, but at this time, people in China will not go to court if they have disputes, and even the government cannot operate it according to legal provisions. Otherwise, hawkers running around the streets should have been put into prison long ago.

Yang Rui did not force his mother to do what she wants. Now there is no Internet, no real estate agency, and no commercial real estate company. It takes a little chance to buy a house, and the price is not transparent. It can be said that paying money is the last thing to do, and there may be more work before.

The next day, Yang Rui ate leek, egg dumplings, cabbage, pork dumplings and fish dumplings, and did not talk about this with his father who came home from get off work.

The next day, my parents went to work and left Yang Rui to sleep in.

In fact, I didn't sleep for too long, and the phone ringing woke Yang Rui up.

Yang Rui did not answer the phone and buried the quilt to endure it.

After the phone rang, it did not give up and soon rang again.

While complaining that the current landline is very loud, Yang Rui picked it up and said, "Hello, my parents are not at home at the moment..."

"Yang Rui?" Director Li's voice came from the phone.

"How do you know the phone number?"

"I asked everywhere." Director Li's voice was very gentle and he smiled: "Yang Rui, when will you come back?"

"I'm at home, so I'll stay for another two days. I haven't been home during this year's holiday." Yang Rui sat up suddenly sobered up, and said he would delay.

"We should stay at home for two more days," Director Li laughed twice and said, "But our factory also needs you. If you were not here yesterday, our output has been reduced."

“How much has the output decreased?”

"About 20%, only eight kilograms yesterday." Director Li had a headache. Compared to when Hong Kong manager Guan Shen was there, WestJet Factory produced about 16 hours a day, and the output was equivalent to the current 24-hour production time, which had already reduced the yield. This fact was covered up by Yang Rui's catalyst. Now, he learned about the two.

Guan Shen’s return is equivalent to Jielikang’s return. Therefore, what Director Li can count on is Yang Rui’s catalyst.

He asked tentatively: "Yang Rui, come back first if you have time, the factory is counting on you."

"I'll deal with the matter here and go back." Yang Rui didn't want to delay for too long, and thought about it, "I'll take the bus back after I finish it."

"I'll send a car to pick you up."

"I'm not sure about the specific time..."

"It's okay, let the car wait."

"I want to eat two more days of extra meal at home..."

"The nine-turn large intestine made by the master in our canteen is delicious and biting the tongue. Today I will ask someone to go to the factory to choose the fattest one!"

"Sounds good..." Yang Rui hesitated a little.

"Masters usually don't do the Nine-turn large intestine. The intestines are too difficult to wash, you know. Our Master Xu is a careful person. If he wants to do the Nine-turn large intestine, he must wash the intestines by himself. Just me, I can't seize the chance several times a year. This time, I didn't have the nerve to let him do it, because I was afraid that Director Feng would be so popular that he wouldn't be willing to leave." Director Li smiled and said, "I'm asking someone to prepare now. I'm killing a fat pig. I'll wait for you to come in the afternoon and it's just cooked."

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Chapter completed!